I’ve blogged before about how difficult mothering can be, especially as you can’t quit. I’ve been struggling with the CONSTANT responsibilities of parenting, and today went on strike. I’m going to spare you the full deets to avoid oversharing remorse, but I might have said something to the effect of “I don’t want to see them, you take them”! with all the flamboyancy of one of my 2 year old’s tantrums. There was no particular incident that led me to this state- it was the culmination of over 2.5 years of CONSTANT mothering. It might sound a little extreme, but something drastic has to be done when you spend your time calculating how many days you think it would be before you missed your children (I’m predicting four days/ three nights). So today my husband had the boys. Tantrums are effective friends.
I wore this dark navy Country Road number I inherited from my sister’s wardrobe. It’s hard to see in the photo, but it has a a crochet type layer with a black slip. It’s practically black- which is great for hiding post breastfeeding weight gain
and also for mourning the loss of my pre-baby existence (SHAME ON ME).
Some people are doers and get things done… I am not one of them. Today was spent catching up on over 2 and a half years of television. I still have a lot of catching up to do, but today I was introduced to The Real Housewives of Miami as well as Tia and Tamera – a reality show of the twins who stared in Sister to Sister when they were young.
Speaking of twins, it’s Multiple Birth Awareness Week. Congratulations to all the busy Mums and Dads of multiples. I love being a twin, but am so grateful for my singletons! One day soon I will write a guest post about my experiences as a twin.
A few weeks ago, I committed to sharing the process involved in making my pinworthy Easter eggs.
I made them by cutting out blue and white paper into several circles approximately 4cm diameter. I slit the radius of each of the circles once or twice, to allow the overlapping of the circle, so it could be moulded onto the blown out egg.
I covered it with mod podge and glued twine to the top of the egg for hanging.
Today, I decorated more eggs- this time using the snowflake method I shared at Christmas.
Pin away friends. You saw it here first.
After all that egg blowing, guess what I made for dinner?
My children will be getting back in the next hour or so. I do not miss them yet.
Do you ever grieve for your old life? Have you ever thought about how many days it would take before you missed your children? How many?
P.S.: Thanks everyone who shared their stories of philanthropy- so inspirational! If you would like to donate to CARE Walk in Her Shoes campaign click here
Just read Faux Fuchsia’s latest post-
shame on me for whinging… children are a blessing and I love mine to bits!